keeping

im afraid

this decending spirit
trapped in the endless cycle

refuses to accept a fate unwanted

rather then spoil the party

finding earthly monotony
everywhere it should not be

whose to say whats happy

wishing everyone the best
she slips on a starlet dress
and asends the velvet steps
forever

sending all her best to
all those souls

entertaining mortals
momentary bliss

to impatient to even hide
followings another pointless high
it will all spill out with time

then she'll know she loved a lie